blossoms  开花

dreary  沉闷的

weary  厌倦

pinks 粉红色

smelling  闻

toiling  劳作

levies  征税

buzz 蜂鸣器

fragrant  香

thistle  蓟

weeds  杂草

scent 香味

treasure  珍宝

yellow  黄色

meadow  草地

tax 税

summer 夏天 

clover  苜蓿

cloudy  多云

daisy 雏菊

daffodillies  水仙花

columbine  鸽的

humming 低唱

THE SONG OF THE BEE 蜜蜂之歌

Buzz! buzz! buzz! 嗡嗡嗡！

This is the song of the bee. 这是蜜蜂之歌。

His legs are of yellow; 他的腿呈黄色。

A jolly, good fellow, 它不仅是快乐的好伙伴，

And yet a great worker is he. 更是伟大的劳动者。

In days that are sunny 在阳光明媚的日子里，

He's getting his honey; 它采酿花蜜。

In days that are cloudy 在乌云密布的日子里，

He's making his wax: 它制作蜂蜡。

On pinks and on lilies, 在石竹和百合上，

And gay daffodillies, 在快乐的水仙花上

And columbine blossoms, 在耧斗菜花上，

He levies a tax! 它采花酿蜜。

Buzz! buzz! buzz! 嗡嗡嗡！

The sweet-smelling clover, 芳香的苜蓿草，

He, humming, hangs over; 它嗡嗡地挂在上面。

The scent of the roses 玫瑰的味道，

Makes fragrant his wings: 令它的翅膀芳香，

He never gets lazy; 它从不偷懒。

From thistle and daisy, 从蓟到菊，

And weeds of the meadow, 再到牧场的野草，

Some treasure he brings. 它带来了无数珍宝。

Buzz! buzz! buzz! 嗡嗡嗡！

From morning's first light 从早上第一缕阳光出现，

Till the coming of night, 直至夜晚来临，

He's singing and toiling 整个夏日，

The summer day through. 它一直在歌唱和劳动。

Oh! we may get weary, 噢，我们会感到疲倦，

And think work is dreary; 觉得劳动很沉闷。

Tis harder by far To have nothing to do. 但沉闷比无事可做更可怕。

(Marian Douglas) （玛利亚·道格拉斯）